Seattle was a riot, they tried to pin on us
But we didn't show up, with gas and billy clubs
An un-armed mass of thousands, just trying to be
heard
But there are no world leaders- that want to hear
our words.
Ohhh.
Why must we riot Why must we protest
Just to be heard - by the world?
The World Bank's greed and lies, digs graves in
3rd world lands
And fills them with the remains of exploited
workers
Or displaced native peoples, and destroyed
ecosystems
Under the guise of progress, relief, and tech
assistance.
Ohhh.
Since the dawn of history -the few who own
control
Have bent and rewrote history-how they want it to
go
They try to control what we learn-and take away
our rights
Cause when the masses round the world unite
That's a force they can not fight
We'll fight for our
We'll fight for our
We'll fight for our
We'll fight for our Rights!
Sitting in what was designated the "Cooperation
Zone"
by Seattle Police Sergeant Richard Goldstein
They sat heads bowed- listening as the police
methodically
shot pepper spray- one eye at a time into the
eyes of their
passive brothers and sisters Whore like police-
playing judge, jury,
and executioner for their pimp like bosses in the
World Band and W.T.O.
This is not justice.
This is not the role of,
The Servants of the People
Such tyranny brings ruling classes crashing to
the ground and
contemporary societies to an end.